A drop of blue On yellowed white A mind ascue A hearts delight A racing quill The lover's test The pages fill The mind finds rest The muses smile In contentment As pages fill With each attempt But at what time Come hollow words Comes no more rhyme Do they form herds? And so he lays His quill aside An artists way A poet's pride For better read - A drop of blue On yellowed white A mind ascue A hearts delight A racing quill The lover's test
